Davis had his first REAL illness last week. It began, interestingly enough, after a trip to Columbia.
Upon getting ready to leave Columbia, I felt Davis’s head and thought that he felt hot. We got in the car and he cried and whined, then finally fell asleep. About 10 minutes outside Florence, he woke up and cried and looked just miserable. We stopped at McDonald’s to give him a riding break (he is NOT a traveller). He ate a cheeseburger from a happy meal and gulped down a juice box. I figured he was okay, but he still felt a bit hot.
When we arrived home, I checked his temperature to find that he had a fever of 101 degrees. Of course, I called the doctor. She told me to give him Tylenol and bring him in the next day if he still had a fever.
The next day, Monday, came and Davis, of course, still had a fever. I packed him up and we headed to the doctor. When they checked his temperature it was 102.2. Enough to make me freak out a little. They checked him for flu, strep, and ear infection. Everything came back negative. They, of course, did nothing except tell me to bring him back if the fever was still there in two more days.
I stayed home from work on Tuesday with a still fevered child. We administered Tylenol and Motrin. By Wednesday, Davis was well from the fever, but covered in spots. I remembered reading about a viral illness called Roseola that causes a fever for several days and then spots for 24 hours. Of course, I wanted to call the doctor at the appearance of the spots, but believe it or not, I refrained.
Thursday came and by that afternoon the spots were gone. Shew! Luckily, I didn’t have to take him back to the doctor, nor did I have to call poison control. Of course, I will be receiving a $70 bill in the mail from the doctor who found nothing wrong with my child.